Jose Marti

(1853-1895 / Cuba)

I'Ll Never Forget, I Vow (Verse Xiv) - Poem by Jose Marti

I'll never forget, I vow,
That fall morning long ago,
When I saw a new leaf grow
Upon the old withered bow.

That dear morning when for naught,
By a stove whose flame had died,
A girl in love stood beside
An old man, and his hand sought.


Yo no puedo olvidar nunca
La mañanita de otoño

En que le salió un retoño

A la pobre rama trunca.

La mañanita en que, en vano,
Junto a la estufa apagada,
Una niña enamorada
Le tendió al viejo la mano.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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